INTJ is on pain medication, staring at a spoonful of neon blue jello hovering in front of their eyes with a spacey smiley expression: "Look at it! Look at it move! It just jiggles!"

The INTP, having as little experience eating jello as the INTJ, glances over with a smirk and a laugh, watching the phenomenon. Though mildly amused by the dessert's interesting consistency, due to an unfortunate childhood incident involving blood red jello and the feeling of it coming back up your throat and projectile vomiting it all over the rug they have no desire to try eating more.

The INTJ continues to stare happily at the jello. "I mean, look at it! It's still jiggling! Is it picking up on my blood pressure or something?!" The INTJ chuckles happily while the INTP and the INFJ glance at each other; one of them planning to stop the supply of pain medication, the other deciding to try to distribute more. 

INTJ: "All those years without jello...Missing out!...You can just...slurp it down!" 

The INTP smirks and resolves to find the bottle of pain medication.